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Chapter 42

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Aunt An could not help but sigh inwardly. She knew that ever since the eldest young master of the Feng family was framed and burned, the second young master of the Feng family, Feng Xinglang, began to treat everyone with hostility. Among them was naturally Lin Xueluo, the sister-in-law that Feng Lixin had hurriedly found for him. That was why Feng Xinglang was using his Big Brother Feng Lixin's name to seek a marriage.

A woman was willing to marry a disabled man who was burned by the fire and couldn't even take care of himself. What was she after? Most people would think that Lin Xueluo married into the Feng family for another reason.

What worried Auntie An the most was that Xue Luo was in cahoots with the evil people who harmed the Feng brothers. His purpose was to find out about Feng Lixin's injuries. In other words, when was Feng Lixin going to die?!

But a few days ago, when Xue Luo was facing Feng Yiming's aggressive and forceful medical appraisal, the tenacity and bravery she displayed made Aunt An feel that they were not on the same side. She was willing to believe that Xue Luo was pure.

Aunt An trusted her intuition! But some people might not believe it! As for the secret that Second Madam Lin Xueluo was married to Second Young Master Feng Xinglang instead of Eldest Young Master Feng Lixin, it was better for Second Young Master Feng Xinglang to take the initiative to explain it to his wife!

Before the Feng brothers were out of danger, Auntie An felt that it was better to be careful! Madam's grievances could only be taken as a blessing in disguise!

After a pause, Auntie An asked tentatively: "Madam, what do you think of Second Young Master Feng Xinglang?" She wanted to hear from Xue Luo personally what she thought of the second young master of the Feng family.

Mentioning Feng Xinglang again? Xue Luo really did not have a good impression of him, so she snorted indifferently, "He is really not much of a person!"

Aunt An was stunned at first, then she smiled in realization. "If he's really not that good, why did you block such a hot earthen pot for him?"

Xue Luo's small face was dyed red, "Aunt An, you … how did you know?"

"Second Young Master just told me everything! Judging from Second Young Master's tone, he seems to be quite touched. "As long as it involved Feng Xinglang, Auntie An would spare no effort in saying good things.

Xue Luo frowned: Why does this man say everything! Sacrificing herself to save him? He made it seem as if she, his sister-in-law, was interested in him!

"Auntie An, you misunderstood! I was just unlucky enough to bump into that earthen jar. I didn't mean to block it for him. "

Xue Luo tried to cover it up. Aunt An, on the other hand, smiled without saying a word. Xue Luo cleverly changed the topic, "Aunt An, you personally saw Feng Xinglang being rude to me, sister-in-law, why are you still protecting him? Does he not deserve his big brother Feng Lixin for doing this? "

Xue Luo knew that a few words would not be able to change Aunt An's favoritism towards Feng Xinglang. She only hoped that Aunt An could stand in Feng Lixin's position and understand this matter.

"Madam, you and Second Young Master's happiness is the best comfort for First Young Master!" Unexpectedly, Auntie An defended her.

Xue Luo also wanted to get along well with her brother-in-law Feng Xinglang. But the key point was that he did not want to respect his sister-in-law at all! How could a younger brother-in-law personally apply burn ointment for his sister-in-law! She even said that she didn't want other men to see her body!

Only his brother-in-law could look at it! How rude and domineering!

"Aunt An, why don't you understand: Feng Xinglang's disrespect towards me is equal to not respecting his big brother! Why are you still protecting him and speaking up for him? In order to maintain harmony on the surface, don't tell me you want to condone Feng Xinglang's actions? "

Xue Luo felt wronged, but she endured it silently. She also wanted to consider the big picture, but this kind of consideration was undoubtedly trampling on Feng Lixin's dignity as a man.

"Aunt An, if you are not willing to beat around the bush to persuade Feng Xinglang, then I will look for Housekeeper Mo! If Housekeeper Mo is also protective, then I will directly look for Lixin! I don't believe that Lixin will also condone his baby brother's rudeness towards me, his sister-in-law, just for the sake of harmony on the surface! "

Xue Luo did not want to disturb Feng Lixin's recuperation. If Feng Lixin's illness worsened because of this small family matter, Xue Luo would feel guilty and blame herself. But to rely on her own weak strength to deal with Feng Xinglang, this kind of violent and overbearing man, Xue Luo was somewhat unable to do so. If she tried to reason with him, it was simply playing the lute to a cow; if she tried to use her wits, it seemed that this man's IQ was not low …

"Haha …" She did not expect that Xue Luo's indignant words would actually make Aunt An laugh, "Okay Madam, I will definitely talk to Second Young Master! But Aunt An believes even more: people who have feelings will eventually get married! "

This time Xue Luo was even more startled: people who have feelings will eventually get married? What does this mean? Could it be that this Aunt An is trying to matchmake me with Feng Xinglang?

Suddenly thinking of this, Xue Luo also got a big shock!

This Feng family, why is there not a single normal person!

***

Night manor, the city's biggest entertainment kingdom.

The windows were inlaid with colored glass, the beautiful gauze was dancing, the high back soft chairs were soaked in the coral-like chandelier, and the continuous music came in wave after wave. The aggressive aura of love lingered around the men and women with abnormal hormones.

The girl giggled, the youthful and bright sound of joy. Her small hand was like a snake, drilling into the man's well-made suit …

The man's name was Bai Mo, also known as' Prince Mo '. The only prince of the entire entertainment kingdom.

Bai Mo, Yan Bang, and Feng Xinglang were labeled as the new rich tycoons of Shen City. On the surface, the three of them appeared to be incompatible with each other, but no one knew that they were so close that they could wear the same pair of pants in secret.

When Feng Xinglang strode into the ultra-luxurious diamond-level VIP room, Bai Mo was having a good time with the two girls.

Bai Mo was quite handsome, dressed in white casual clothes, he looked like a classical handsome man who walked out of an ink painting.

After seeing Feng Xinglang, Bai Mo slapped the butt of one of the girls and said in a lazy voice, "You go and serve Second Young Master Feng!"

Feng Xinglang slightly frowned, "No!"

"Why are you showing such a cold face? Do you think I have played before? It's not like we haven't played together before! "Bai Mo's red lips and white teeth, he smiled evilly.

"You guys go out! I have something to talk to your Prince! "Feng Xinglang drove away the two girls who were not wearing clothes.

"You really want to talk about something serious? God … "Bai Mo patted his own head," You are forcing an indecent person to talk about something serious, aren't you trying to kill me? "

"Mo, help me investigate a person. This person is very important to me! "Feng Xinglang handed over a photo.

Bai Mo hated Feng Xinglang's serious look the most. It was very stressful! So he could only pretend to be serious with Feng Xinglang.

He took the photo and sat up lazily, "This woman … has been playing the piano here for more than a month. She sells her skills, not her body! Isn't she the woman your brother likes? For more than a month, your brother came to support her every day! Why, do you want to change your taste and play with the same woman as your brother? "

Feng Xinglang had long been used to Bai Mo's indecent behavior. If he could say something serious, then he would not be called Bai Mo.

"She is not dead! I want to find her alive! "Feng Xinglang was concise.

"Feng Xinglang, is this the attitude you use when asking me to do something? That's too insincere! " Bai Mo sat on the sofa again, "If you play with the woman I just played with, I will help you!"

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